Looking at Yan Lingyu, whose face changed faster than reading books, Chen Mo's mood was ups and downs, with awe, gratitude, anger, and laughter. All kinds of emotions were intertwined, making him not know how to face it.

Looking at the stunning smile in front of him, Chen Mo opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, but turned into a long sigh.

With his hand, the bags of the three disciples of Lihuoxian Sect fell into his hands.

He broke the spiritual consciousness mark on it and stumbled it into it. All the things inside were sorted out by him.

Among them, there are fifteen Xuan-level spiritual plant seedlings, three amethyst jade boxes, and three waist cards. The rest are not very expensive. Chen Mo roughly divided them into two parts, one for himself and one for Yan Lingyu.

As for the more than a dozen Xuan-level spiritual plant seedlings, the two discussed it and according to their value classification, Chen Mo chose seven and Yan Lingyu chose eight.

What made Chen Mo quite happy was that there was a seedling of the mysterious treasure-type spiritual plant lava fruit, and the vitality of the breeding was quite good. Chen Mo was preparing to use it to nourish the fire spirit when the fire spirit transformed into the spirit.

Finally, three amethyst jade boxes were left. Chen Mo opened them, which contained three jade slips.

The jade slips were all green, and the two picked up one and put it on their foreheads.

After a little investigation, Chen Mo's jade slips recorded some content about the secondary realm of the central realm, which is generally an introduction to the first five levels.

There are also marks to warn the disciples that the deeper they go, the more dangerous they are. They should hurry up and enter the next level, search for higher-grade spiritual plant seedlings, and strive to break through the first five levels and bring natal spiritual plant out of the central realm.

In addition to these basic contents, it also contains some secrets and some descriptions of high-quality spiritual plants.

The huge flame spirit plant in the second level of this place is also recorded in it, called "Fire Wutong".

This spiritual plant is extremely tall and lingers with flames all over the body. The red birds Chen Mo saw were all formed by the spirit of the fire sycamore tree that had been passed down over time. As long as the fire sycamore tree is not extinguished, the red birds will not die.

And I would like to give you a special warning to not burn the wutong.

There was once a cultivator in the late stage of foundation building who wanted to make the fire wutong tree and refine it into a spiritual treasure. He pulled out a fire wutong tree, but it caused the second layer to burst into waves of fire, burning dozens of cultivators in the foundation building stage to ashes.

Chen Mo sighed, after reading all the contents, he put it down, took another jade slip and placed it on his forehead.

This jade slip contains the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Technique of Lihuo Immortal Sect, but it has a delicate seal on it, which is difficult to break with Chen Mo's means.

As for the last jade slip, as soon as Yan Lingyu put it down, Chen Mo took it, and what was hit inside was some important things about the Lihuo Immortal Sect, including that after Lihuo Immortal Sect entered the second level, they should cooperate with each other and also marked the locations of some altars.

Looking at the three dead disciples of Lihuoxian Sect and looking at the waist card again, Chen Mo suddenly felt aroused his heart and had an idea.

He looked at Yan Lingyu. Just as he was about to say something, Yan Lingyu gently played the Nine Sky Ring Peng, and the sound of the piano was faint, as if it was breathtaking.

In the sound of the piano, a dead disciple of Lihuo Immortal Sect suddenly sat up. The Lihuo spiritual power in his body slowly circulated, and several handprints condensed and struck the jade slip that recorded the eight wilderness fire dragon techniques.

A fire suddenly rose from the jade slip, the sound of the piano stopped, and the light on the jade slip was condensed.

Yan Lingyu smiled and picked up the jade slip and put it on his forehead. Soon after, he saw him open his eyes and threw the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Technique to Chen Mo.

Seeing this, Chen Mo hesitated a little and put the jade slip on his forehead. The first layer of the Eight Desolate Fire Dragon Technique was imprinted into his mind. The next moment, the jade slip was also broken.

Yan Lingyu said with some regret: "It's a pity that I lacked my cultivation. The Eight Desert Fire Dragon Technique has only unlocked the first level."

"This is enough." Chen Mo spoke slowly, and he bounced his fingers, and three wisps of blue Mars fell on the three corpses.

When the sparks touched the corpse, it seemed to fall into tinder oil, and it was burned to pieces. In a blink of an eye, the three corpses were burned to ashes.

The wind blows, and there is no trace anymore.

Seeing this, Yan Lingyu also smiled and said, "It's indeed enough!"

Then the two left here and walked forward while repairing their bodies and restoring their spiritual power.

A few days later, two men and women, dressed in Lihuoxian Sect, walked towards the valley not far away.

The man looked around twenty years old, thin, firm, and not laughing enough. His cultivation was very close to the ninth level of Qi training.

The woman looked sixteen or seventeen years old, with a charming face and smiling. The man was silent all the way, but she kept saying that the breath in her body was moving well and her cultivation was extremely deep.

"Senior brother, we have been walking for a long time and finally found the blood altar." The woman smiled softly and looked towards the center of the valley.

The man seemed to have never heard of it, but turned his eyes to the center of the valley where there were five blood altars that were more than ten feet high, dark all over the body.

There is a blood-red flame bird on the black pot at the top of each blood altar.

According to the records in the jade slip, these five gunpowder birds should be strange beasts guarding the blood altar. Each flame bird is probably not as powerful as a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi training.

His eyes flew past the five flaming birds and swept towards dozens of cultivators around him.

Those who can reach this level will naturally have extremely deep cultivation, and the ones with the shallowest cultivation are also the ninth level of Qi training.

One-third of these people are cultivators from the Lihuo Immortal Sect, and they obviously have sensing means and gather here.

The cultivation of these people in Lihuoxian Sect is good, and three of them have reached the tenth level of Qi training. One of them is no worse than the cultivator of the Wan surname. His short red hair stands upright, his eyes are introverted, and he is the leader of many disciples of Lihuoxian Sect.

At this time, the situation was divided into three directions, with five flame birds in one direction; in the Lihuo Immortal Sect, there were more than ten people, all of whom were white robes and gold edges, and were embroidered with Lihuo patterns. They looked neat and consistent. Although there were few people, each of them had a look of arrogance and extraordinary momentum.

The other practitioners were one side, with more than twenty people in total, dressed in various clothes, looking messy, without any order, and even speechless.

The reason why it can last until now is because there is a cultivator who can compete with this side, which is Na Luo Tianhe.

In confronting Lihuoxian Sect, everyone didn't want to stand in front and hid back if they could, but the attraction of the blood altar did not make them leave. They were looking forward to whether they could get a bargain if the three sides fought.

Just when the three parties were in a stalemate, the appearance of this man and a woman immediately attracted the three parties to make the decision.

However, most of the people turned their attention to the female cultivator.

Although this female cultivator is only sixteen or seventeen years old, there is an indescribable charm between her eyebrows. At first glance, her heartbeat can't help but speed up a lot.

And they also discovered that this female cultivator was also extremely powerful, not under the leaders of both sides. What was even more strange was that this female cultivator actually called the male cultivator who was at the ninth level of Qi training.
Chapter completed!